Dear Diary ,
Today I went to war and stumbled upon an injured soldier. I carried him to safety, it was difficult. He was passed out and was as heavy as a house. I could feel blood dripping down my spin and my tummy rumbling like a falling mountain. I heard waves crashing down the shore and dirt in my shoes. There was a tragic smell that was slowly making its way down to to the very bottom of my feet. I could feel a loud beat whenever I took a breath. I tasted a salty sea in my mouth. There was noises coming from left to right it was as loud as a roaring dragon,sooner or later I could hear nothing but pure silence. My life was draining out like dirt sucking in the puddles. I kept on feeling like an elephant that was protecting its kind. I was so lost, it was like nothing was happening. I could only hear a loud train, like sound. I was sent back to war after carrying the soldier to the hospital… I had a gun in my hand, it was pointing to our enemies directly. I shooted as fast as I could and was as sweaty as the sea. My feet were freezing cold as snow and dry like sand. War was ending I could feel it… I was one of the only survivors left war has ended...
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